ONE time in primary school, I just could not get my lunch box to open, and the wind was blowing my tie in my face and I was just a mess.
And suddenly this girl came running towards me, and giggled and helped me with the lid.
Just like that, we were friends. I miss those days. Now, making friends is a tricky business. There are new rules that I swear no one is sharing.
And you just don’t know what you will get. It’s like looking for that perfect gift for someone special.
You don’t know what it it is yet, but you will know it when you see it.
Which just means you spend hours wandering malls checking out the goods on the shelves, examining them carefully but then leaving them un-bought.
You could start in aisle one, where you can find forced friendships and convenient companionship.
Maybe you’re related, maybe work forces you two together, or maybe they just live really close by.
These are the people who you reluctantly become friends with because they’re always kinda just there anyway.
It’s exhausting, because you spend 80% of the time wishing they would leave you alone and then when they finally do, you’re like, oh. Come back?
No. Try aisle two. This is a safety aisle. It’s the side-wheels on your first bicycle; a hugely embarrassing personal failure, but a helpful one.
This is the friend of friends territory. The friendship means these people can’t steal your lunch or call you a snot-face.
The forced politeness combined with the lack of subtlety on your friend’s part, means you have a slightly better chance of liking each other.
So who cares if it’s arranged? At least you can holiday together now.
Want something with more spice? More spontaneity? Check aisle three. They keep Fruit Loops and liquor there. Single? Coupled? It doesn’t matter. These are folks actively looking for new friends and they know everyone.
It’s exciting because anything can happen here. Results are guaranteed but safety gear is recommended.
Fair warning, though: a lot of people will just think you’re hitting on them, which can be awkward or fun, depending on your mood. Too out there for you?
Well, try the last aisle then. Its a mixed bag. You’ll find the path-crossers here. There’s something there between you, but something stops you from making it happen.
Maybe its because you work with them. Gym with them. Or they’re totally flirting with you but they shouldn’t be, and you like it?
Maybe it’s an ex? ?These friends are not friends. Not really.
They are merely disguised as friends, but oddly they have a label that says: Caution! so you can’t say you didn’t know better. If you still can’t decide, oh well. You could always just get a dog; they’re much easier to shop for anyway.